Halls of the Dark Muse

I had to venture into the depths of the dark abyss otherwise known as the mall, which is something I normally avoid like the plague. Because Romero was right, it is over run by zombies. Slow moving, most likely brain dead individuals who though they may not be very fast or all that intelligent can over power you by the sheer force of their numbers.

In addition to trying to navigate around this mass there are the countless kiosks with overly peppy individuals trying to sell you stuff that you do not need and do not want. I had one guy try to ask me something about ladies perfume, and while I might theoretical fit the description of "lady" at least in terms of pure biology, considering I was currently wearing a men's thermal shirt and a pair of jeans, I really did not look like someone who would be the least be interested in perfume.

If this is not bad enough, it seems like the majority of the mall has now been taken over completely by hipster clothing stores to appeal to said mindless zombies, and the stores I use to most enjoy and shop at are no longer there.

As it happens I was looking for a woman's wallet for someone and first I tried looking in JC Penny's because I thought that seemed like the kind of place which would have such a thing, and after finding the handbag//wallet section, I was quite tempted to go up to someone and ask them "Excuse me, but where do you keep your non-ugly wallets" But I figured that would not go over that well and probably just confuse the employee.

Thus I figured the best place to find such a thing I was looking for was in one of those afore mentioned hipster clothing stores. Now I hate going into those stores and some of them in fact frighten me, a couple I could not even get past the threshold, it was as if there was an invisible force field keeping me out and made me just want to run away. I have an acute awareness that I have no place in such stores, and would not in fact wear any of the clothes they sell and keep expecting one of the attendants to come up to me and ask "Excuse me but are you lost? Are you sure you are in the right store?" And for all that I still did not find any wallets that I thought would do.

You can also actually feel the vapors of Hades rising up into the mall, no matter what the weather is outside, it is always frightfully hot within the mall and always dehydrates me.